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Terror Reid

Dis Substance

 

Dis Substance

(album: HOT VODKA 2 - 2023)


I been gone off alcohol can't get to the bottom of dis jug
I hit my plug come and get me out this hole I dug
Hangs up, I shrug
Seem like nobody got the time for me
No time for reid, swallow up my platinum pride and bleed
Memorizin lines to leave the house, can't get out da couch
Addys out the pouch actin like they help an ounce
I'm chasing, I'm racing, won't make it, I'm faded
I face it, forsaken can't take it no mo
I check the top dro that's where the powder go
Hit up my old hoe, but I burned dat bridge long time ago
Know I'm the shit, but right now I ain't shit
So I sniff and hit the studio but I can't write shit
Where the fuck I'm supposed to look
Ain't know how much I took
No answers in these books
Livin da life of a cold crook
That's what I get right, isn't that what you said
Back to the loop, my own demise livin in my head

And just like me, dis substance better known to kill
But it make it betta for a time, gotta keep it real
Still by myself, bendin corners inna coupe deville
Can't walk da line or hold still
That's another pill

And just like me, dis substance better known to kill
But it make it betta for a time, gotta keep it real
Still by myself, bendin corners inna coupe deville
Can't walk da line or hold still
That's another pill

I said I won't regret no shit I ever did, that's definite
Ain't heaven sent and it's evident
Is hard to walk away with a dick this big
Dirty 30 I'm standin sturdy
Hoes on my nutz and they dirty
I alwayz worry, dip in a hurry
Gotta boss it up gotta use my fury
Got shit you don't, fuckin with shit you won't
Neva home these hoez be goin prone
Dey hittin my phone like, why you so alone
I been round dat block quite a few times
Still pickin dat lock, gotta get my mind in tact
Look at da facts, and pickup da slack
Cause fuck ya relations, ain't complicated
I try to fit in but I ain't got the patience
I think ima sadist, don't wanna be famous
I just wanna stack up my gualla and tell em I made it
Fuck what I want right
Ima stay killin it on sight
Told em it won't be a long fight
Boy I could do dis shit all night
And I will keep it sealed
That's my bitch, ya'll know da deal
Got ten toes down inna game for real
Growin up like grass with da mass appeal
Flak jack inna mask givin caps a peel
Matte black Cadillac and a pack of pills and a bag of skills
Try to match, get skinned alive
Can't stop me now, dis game is mine

And just like me, dis substance better known to kill
But it make it betta for a time, gotta keep it real
Still by myself, bendin corners inna coupe deville
Can't walk da line or hold still
That's another

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